Post is titled the gypsy king after a patrick wolf song that i have loved for a long time, and coincidentally just took the journey this song describes:
I recall when I was younger
There was a fire to travel the world
And shine with a passion
But as ambition shoots blank
Day by Day
On a train from Edinburgh
to the King's Cross Rain...
On Saturday I took the train from Waverely Station in Edinburgh to King's Cross in London. It was my first train ride, and it was a brilliant one. I taught Dan how to play Spit. I was in stitches the whole way to London. When we arrived, we settled into the hostel and did some walking about for food. I couldn't believe how clean the city was. Soon after, I found myself surprised at how expensive it was as well.
We took the underground to Camden (my first time on that as well), and I think it is BRILLIANT. The USA really needs to catch on in terms of public transportation. In Camden, we went out dancing at a swanky club, and I made myself content by getting as sweaty as possible. It was a genius night in London, and when it was time to go back to the hostel, I was not ready.